"Jerusalem!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jerusalem's fate is already sealed, he will destroy the third emblematic city of Muhammad like Macca and Medina, and it will also be the first emblematic city of God, and in the future he will also destroy Istanbul, Rome, Athens, all the symbols of pagan faith.

He is the destroyer.

Destroyer of civilization.

He was also the founder.

The founder of a new civilization.

One is based on Eastern beliefs, the other is based on Chinese gods, the other is based on holy religions, and the other is the founder of civilization with the Ming Empire and the Han people as the core.

"My mission is calling!"

He said haughtily.

At this time, he was sitting upright on the mobile palace that had not been used for a long time, like a god who had overlooked his life, looking down at his feet with a majestic gaze, and on the winter steppe at his feet, countless shepherds bowed their heads in awe, trembling and bowing to their new master, the new monarch, the new god, although this new god had just killed almost a third of the population of the land, but the rest of the people still had to bow to him.

Because he killed almost a third of the population of the land.

Beneath the moving palace, there were four kinds of slaves of all colors lined up, walking in the same orderly steps, walking among the countless heads bowing to the ground, and behind them, there were many more slaves lined up in a neat line, waiting to change shifts at any time. And outside the slave team, there is a group of dragoons riding tall horses of the same color, wearing a full set of plate armor, holding horses in their hands, the horses flutter one after another pennant, and outside the dragoons, there are countless mobile castles composed of Wugang cars, behind the guards of steel carriages, the Ming infantry holding four-type rifles are waiting in battle, there are fire support vehicles among them, a machine gun behind the shield on the car, and a rapid-fire cannon is eyeing outward, Outside the mobile car city were heavily armed Ming cavalry, carrying four-type horse pistols cruising around like lions.

This is Yang Feng's master.

In other words, this is the benefit of empty places.

If he were to change to the Balkans, Yang Feng would not be able to put his guard of honor without any means.

"Your Majesty, the front is in Zhongcao."

The attendant said respectfully.

"Stop!"

His Majesty the Emperor, who was wearing twelve crowns, said.

The huge moving palace stopped at once.

"Fall!"

The attendant commanding next to him shouted.

All the slaves fell on one knee, and the multi-grooved bottom of the moving palace fell on the grassland, and those slaves remained in a kneeling position, waiting for the next order, but there was no next order, because His Majesty the Emperor immediately moved to the dressing room below, and when he came out again, he had already put on the flying machine, and rose into the sky like a golden roc with the roar of two turbofan engines.

On the banks of the Sanzar River in the south of the city of Zhongcao.

"Fire!"

Xu Hui held his rifle and shouted as he pounced at great speed, and at the same time several soldiers behind him poured bullets forward as fast as they could, but at the same time, two flames suddenly erupted from a hole opposite him, which was the size of a basin, and he threw himself into a crater without hesitation, and the bullets whistled past his head.

He lay face up in the crater, took a deep breath and took off the grenade, pulled out the safety and paused for a moment, then suddenly stood up and threw it towards the hole, and saw that the grenade bounced on the edge of the hole, and instead of flying into the hole, it flew back upside down, which was so small that it would take some luck to throw the grenade into it.

And at the same time another shot erupted in flames.

"Mar's."

He cursed and hurriedly lay down.

But a little too late, a bullet hit his right shoulder, he snorted in pain and fell into the crater, at the same time the grenade explosion sounded, and the blown dirt fell on him, but at this time he was stunned, lying there stupidly looking overhead, because in the smoke of the grenade explosion, a fast-flying golden figure suddenly appeared in the sky above his head, with golden wings spread out, and two faint white streaks dragged behind him.

"Your Majesty!"

He let out a sudden scream, and desperately got up and kowtowed in the direction of the golden figure.

At the same time, in the entire river valley, all the attacking Ming soldiers saw this scene, and saw the golden figure in the sky that they had seen in their countless fantasies, almost all the Ming soldiers forgot about the battle and kowtowed to the ground excitedly, and the golden figure in the sky seemed to see their piety, and it also quickly dropped in height and hovered in the air at a height of several hundred meters.

Xu Hui looked at the golden god with tears in his eyes, and even forgot that he was bleeding from his shoulder.

And yet at this very moment.

With a whoosh, a bullet passed by his ear, and he suddenly came to his senses, roared like an angry bison, and without hesitation, he took off the grenade and threw himself directly into the hole five feet away, and the two rifles in it stretched out at the same time, but he didn't seem to see it, and in the two jets of fire, he rushed to the entrance of the cave at once, opened the safety with his right hand, and stuffed the grenade into it. However, the enemy inside reacted quickly, and then threw it out of it, and he didn't even think about it at this time, he grabbed it, turned around and jumped back to the hole and threw it in, the grenade exploded almost as soon as it entered the hole, and the explosion even knocked him to the ground.

Of course, there are still many people like him at this time.

His Majesty the Emperor's presence in person, especially in such a way, was undoubtedly a great stimulus to the Ming army on the battlefield in the Sanzar Valley.

Strictly speaking, the battle here did not go very well, this is a river valley dozens of zhang wide, on both sides of the bare earth mountains, the Russian army and the Bukhara army did not build many large fortresses on these mountains, but took advantage of the characteristics of the thick soil here, dug countless small caves. These holes are very small, and more than a dozen soldiers in them have stored enough supplies to overlook the river valley to shoot at the Ming army, and even some caves are connected by tunnels, because they are mountainous, heavy artillery cannot be aimed, the two-inch cannon is not powerful enough, and the gas is useless.

In this way, the task of the infantry of the Ming army was arduous.

Because close support weapons such as mortars and grenadiers had only just been developed and tested, they were not equipped with armies, and these infantry had to brave the enemy's rounds of bullets to charge to the nearest point and throw grenades into the hole, even if their enemies only had front-loading rifled guns, which were no shorter in range than their rifles, and the rate of fire of the overall loading was not slow.

Battles here can be truly intense.

However, the emperor's personal arrival, so that the difficulty has become the most worthless trifle, after the bow, all the Ming soldiers are like eating a small pill feverishly rushed to the enemy, before also playing alternate cover, before also guessing who will blow up the bunker, before there was difficulty and shouted machine gun cover, now I don't care about anything, those soldiers with rifles, like forgetting to die rushed to the bunkers. Even if they were shot, as long as they could still run, they were still charging, stuffing grenades into the enemy's hiding place, and even simply pouring their own muzzle pestle into it and pouring bullets directly into it.

The entire battlefield of the Sanzar Valley was completely in a frenzy.

His Majesty the Emperor circled in the sky with a few words of encouragement with great satisfaction, and then flew away with relief, but he did not fly back.

It's about flying forward.

Samarkand.

"Your Excellency, how long can we hold out?"

Bukhara Khan Abdullah. Haz said bitterly.

The war has been fought so far, his land has lost nearly half, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have died on the battlefield, and the Ming army is still attacking like a bamboo, now his main territory, only Samarkand to Bukhara is left in the valley, and the Ming army has arrived in front of the door, if the Sanzar valley can not stop the Ming army, then Samarkand is the next Tashkent, Tashkent has been supported in front of the Ming army for less than two days, and Samarkand can support for a few days?

"Great Khan, please don't worry, His Majesty's reinforcements will arrive soon, as long as we hold out in the Sanzar Valley for a month, 50,000 Cossack cavalry and the Xiaoyuz army will launch a counterattack on their flank, and from the current situation on the battlefield, it is clear that we have found a way to restrain the enemy, they are struggling to move an inch in the Sanzar Valley, and a month will be easily passed, so victory will eventually be ours!"

Menshikov said with a confident smile.

"Marshal, it's winter!"

Abdullah. Haz said.

"Winter is not a big deal, those Cossacks are as tenacious as brown bears, please believe that my Tsar Your Majesty, if there is anyone in this world who least wants the Ming army to occupy Central Asia, then Your Majesty is undoubtedly at the forefront, and he will pay any price for the defense of this land."

Menshikov still said confidently.

It's just that the smile is a little weird.

Abdullah. Hazy sighed deeply, of course he knew that Menshikov was lying to him, that Peter I could not send him any more reinforcements, and that it was impossible for the Cossacks to cross the Ural in winter, and even the Cossacks could not march in such a bitter cold. What's more, at this time, Russia was also shrouded in severe cold, the Volga River, which was originally the main supply channel for materials, was frozen, and water transportation was also cut off.

But what can he do?

What else could he do but fight?

He stood up and looked out the window, and in the distance, the three magnificent buildings of the Lekistan Theological Seminary stood majestically, as magnificent as jewels in the evening sun, but he could no longer see the sacredness of the past, he only saw the last splendor before destruction.

"Faith?"

He muttered bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a piercing roar, followed by a golden meteor in his field of vision, and before he could react, there was a golden figure above the square of the Lekistan Theological Seminary, suspended like a god in the middle of the three seminaries arranged in a zigzag shape, with a huge roar, quietly overlooking his feet.

"This is, this is ......"

Abdullah. Haz said dumbfounded.

"Yang Feng!"

Menshikov, who was also standing up behind him, suddenly screamed.

Well, Emperor Yang is here.

However, Menshikov knew that the inhabitants of Samarkand did not know that at this time, all the soldiers and civilians of the city outside, regardless of their faith, were looking at the sky with the same awe, at the figures that were suspended in the middle of the city's most iconic buildings, with their backs to the golden sunlight, like gods, and even some of them actually fell to their knees and worshiped in the language of their respective religions.

Apparently they had mistaken God.

But then again, this is not an accident, after all, these people have never seen this, although Yang Feng has a lot of legends, but when he is really in front of him, it is still difficult for people to associate him with the hideous demon in their imagination, and at this time, the people here are undoubtedly most eager for the gods to save them, and it just so happens that Yang Feng satisfies all the illusions.

The next moment, though, they knew they were wrong.

"False gods!"

A haughty voice rang out in the sky.

In the huge roar, the golden god spewed blue flames behind it, slowly falling in the dust flying, looking at the Ubrau Seminary on the left with contemptuous eyes, suddenly turned around, and at the same time roared, the right hand with golden armor clenched fist burst out like lightning. In a golden light, the majestic palace decorated with colored ceramics named after the famous philosopher of the Timurid Empire shattered pieces as if it had been hit by 10,000 elephants at the same time, and then the entire building fell backwards, and countless pieces flew out like cannonballs.

When the golden light faded, it collapsed like a sandcastle.

The whole square erupted in screams.

At this moment, the golden god suddenly turned to the right, and at the same time, the golden armor-covered left hand clenched into a fist, and the same golden light shone, just like the ending of the Ubrau seminary, and the opposite of it, the Hil-Dole seminary, which was also decorated with incomparably magnificent colored ceramics, was also smashed into pieces by a punch under the bombardment of the power that only the god possessed.

No one dared to stop it.

Everyone was trembling.

Abdullah. Haz even fell to his knees, and Menshikov behind him also trembled at the horror of the scene.

"Foolish mortals, ignorant sinners, bow your heads, bend your knees, and worship your true gods, for I am your true gods."

Yang Feng opened his arms and roared.

"And not this filthy ant!"

He roared and spun around, followed by another blast of his right fist.

In the golden light, the last of the three major seminaries, the resplendent Tilia Kari Seminary, collapsed with a bang.